Starman: Didn’t know what time it was,the lights were lowI leaned back on my radioSome cat was layin’ downsome rock ‘n’ roll ‘lotta soul, he saidThen the loud sound did seem to fadeCame back like a slow voice on a wave of phaseThat weren’t no D.J. that was hazy cosmic jive There’s a starman waiting
It’s a God awful small affairTo the girl with the mousey hair,But her mummy is yelling, "No!"And her daddy has told her to go,But her friend is no where to be seen.Now she walks through her sunken dreamTo the seats with the clearest viewAnd she’s hooked to the silver screen,But the film is sadd’ning boreFor
Golden years, gold whop whop whopGolden years, gold whop whop whopGolden years, gold whop whop whop Don’t let me hear you say life’s taking you nowhere, angelCome get up my babyLook at that sky, life’s begunNights are warm and the days are youngCome get up my baby There’s my baby, lost that’s allOnce I’m begging
Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouthYou pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigaretteThe wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forgetOhhh, you’re a rock ‘n’ roll suicide You’re too old to lose it, too young to choose itAnd the clocks waits so patiently on your songYou walk past a
Getting my facts from a Benneton adI’m lookin’ thru African eyesLit by the glare of an L.A. fireI’ve got a face, not just my race, Bang Bang I’ve got you babe Sun comes up and the man goes downAnd the woman comes againJust an hour or so to be safe from fearThen we jump thru
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